Give me some chocolate chip cookies, good friends and a chick flick and I am set for the night. I love my bed and I often spend a lot of my nights at college Facetiming my family or friends. It's not that I am against having fun with my best friends at school and dancing the night away, I just prefer stuffing my face with food and laughing at embarrassing stories instead of ruining my shoes with frat sludge.
I absolutely love my friends at UD, I love every single one of them. They are all incredible people. But sometimes I feel as though they don't believe I love them as much as I do because I don't go out with them. That is never the case, my door is always open to hangout or order food or watch a movie. I live for moments like that.
Going out is overwhelming to me, there's so much involved. Picking out an outfit is hard enough, but then worrying about how to get where we're going is difficult too. I worry about my friends too, I always want to make sure they're safe. I get super stressed out while I'm out so it has become such a negative environment for me.
I will always be there to help my friends choose their outfits and to hear about their amazing night. I love seeing them happy, and I know they know I am happy to be in my dorm watching all of them get ready. Of course I am still a girly girl, and I love watching them put on their makeup and wear really cute clothes I wish I could pull off and even taking cute pictures that are perfect for an Instagram post.
Staying home on Friday nights doesn't mean I am missing out, I have still had every opportunity to bond with my floormates. I still consider them my Ohana, and they have made every moment at UD a blessing. Staying home on Saturday nights means I get to relax, take a shower in an empty bathroom and maybe finish a project two or three weeks early. Staying home gave me the chance to meet other people on my floor who also were home and we had good conversations. I got to know a little bit about their life as early as the first week at UD.
I am extremely satisfied with the first semester I have had at UD. I made some friendships that I know will last a lifetime. I enjoyed every moment, including some 10am lectures. I was able to keep my grades where I wanted them to be. I made my mom proud by finishing with a 3.9 GPA. I got to experience some of the quietest moments ever in a dorm that might slightly struggle with the concept of "quiet hours." Staying home instead of going out on the weekend did not make me feel like I was missing out on a quintessential part of college, but it allowed me to enjoy college the way I wanted to.
